Ashleigh Anpilova


Steel does not have quirks.

An established relationship story.

Written: September 2008. Word count: 300.




"It is not a quirk!" Steel moved closer and closer to Silver, moving so close touch wasn't necessary for Silver to feel how chilled Steel had become.


Not that body temperature was needed to realise that. Everything in Steel's being screamed 'icy'.


Silver swallowed as he watched the man he loved clench his fists and take yet another step towards him. Steel could kill him with one blow; Steel could kill him as easily as Silver himself could kill a fly. Steel could kill him and there was nothing Silver could do to prevent it - not if Steel really wanted to do it. He just hoped his lover didn't want to.


He had seen Steel angry before, but not usually directed at him, even though he did, he knew, annoy and irritate him a lot of the time. "I'm sorry," he said, taking half a step backwards and holding up his hands, palms facing Steel. "I wasn't being -"


//Serious? That's your trouble, Silver, you never are.//


The words blasted into Silver's mind, tearing through his natural barriers, causing the chill he felt from his lover's body and had seen in his lover's face, to sink into his mind. "That's not true!" he managed, preferring speech to telepathy.


Steel just looked at him; his steel-coloured eyes unblinking. //Really?//


//Yes.// Now Silver switched to telepathy.


//Tell me one thing about which you are serious?//


Silver swallowed. "You."


For a moment Steel seemed lost for words. Then he spoke, his tone weary, saddened. "I don't believe you," he said.


Silver just sighed, reached out and pulled the icy-cold man into his arms. He forced himself not to wince at the unnatural natural-for-Steel chill coursed through his body. //In that case, I'll just have to prove it to you, won't I?// He kissed Steel.



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